"I don't completely blame him really, one brain leads over the other more times than not. She's blond hair blue eyes, more curves than a race track, lying, and manipulative all in one package tied with a really nice bow. If I were a guy I'd probably have trouble resisting. Guys just don't know about the lying and manipulation. They see a great rack and a tight ass and the rest doesn't even matter." She had the sense to look a little shameful for the stereotype. "No offense meant... And I'm not condoning it I just understand from his point better than hers. I don't understand women at all, which is sad being one." Raising up straight she sighted the trash. Taking aim she chucked her crushed can towards it. She couldn't help but grin when it made it. She wasn't sure how to respond to his comment about himself really.
She pushed herself up from her seat, landing with a slight slap of rubber. She stepped up behind him, and slapped him on the shoulder. "Come on there has to be something I can do, right now, to get you out of your sour mood. I mean you helped me, it's the least I can do... And besides wrestling around in the mud the only other thing I can think of is sex." Yeah that was mostly said just to see what his reaction would be. If it was bad she'd pass it off as a joke. If he seemed intrigued maybe not so much.